Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Work Is Work

Work is work. That's really all I can say. It's no better or worse than before. Just minor differences here and there. I still feel like danger is around the corner almost everyday and when the day ends I can't get out of there fast enough and I have a feeling like I dodged a bullet for another day.

The rest of my life is the same but the work pressures and other commitments have kept us from having sex. We are averaging one fuck a week for the last month or so.

My birthday is coming up and I have given the wife a list of things I would like for my birthday and part of the list is below:
I'd like to take my wife to dinner and a movie...
I'd like to make out like teenagers...
I'd like you to go without underwear...
I'd like you to take me home and strip for me...
I'd like you to blindfold me...
I'd like you to tease and massage me all over...
I'd like you give me a blow job...
I'd like to lick your pussy till you cum...
I'd like to fuck you from behind...

It doesn't sound like a tough list to deliver on, does it?

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